Incredibly huge and stiff, at least as longas his father's had been, but much thicker. Her's nipples tingled asshe gazed hungrily at her son's enormou... prick, watching it jerk andpulse over his flat, muscular stomach."Oooh, Randy, it looks like it's going to explode," Alison purred,shamelessly wrapping her fingers around her son's prick. "Does thatfeel good, honey?" she asked, as she started jacking his cock."Jesus, Mom!" Randy gasped."Please don't be ashamed, Randy. Mommy really wants to do. Eagerly he opened the packages, then climbed into the waldo and dialed in to Marti. She tried on the camisole and panties first. The silk felt wonderful against her skin, cool and slick, and for an hour she did nothing but move about the apartment wearing that and the silk robe, enjoying how the soft material caressed her sensitive skin. How odd it felt, and yet natural and exciting as well.She tried the cami and tap pants, which were also soft and silky but more confining. Then she spent. He said I should be a professional.” “Yes, you mentioned that. It’s true. Your massages are fantastic. But I don’t see….” I stopped, because just as I said it I was picturing Diana’s pretty, strong, manicured hands sliding over Alan’s firm bare back. She must have been wearing her cut-offs and one of her sleeveless shirts. In the silence of my interrupted sentence, I felt Diana’s hand on my member, still wet from her and from me. It was beginning to recover and to stiffen up again. “You. I was in the kitchen looking for some food to start prepping for dinner. They came looking for me, Nat calling out, “Pete come look at your wife’s beautiful pussy.” I went into the guest bedroom where I was presented my wife’s pussy and Nat’s trimming skills. She did a great job. The trick was to get the best trim and shape without causing ingrown hairs, (which seem to plague dark haired women). So Nat laid back, spread her legs out, the sunlight hitting both of them perfectly as they lay side.